self destruct
it's strange to be in this place again a room of my own a pain reborn from another pretty face focus hold on to it hold out for it just carry the torch as you walk on it blazes it burns you down the time has come to return to this torment to subject the soul to another thrashing to live in a wish and kill yourself asleep to hold her down and get off on her screams you sick fuck you can't go back this is a demon it is real
we last left our hero caught in the riptide or was it a landslide the details are shady as are his intentions let's watch let's wait let's laugh and cry at his mistakes and successes he can do it no that's bullshit will he make it out of this one alive
the damsel in distress or perhaps the damsel is destressed by these thoughts he has repressed depressed defeated speechless what's the problem he doesn't say much forget the pleasantries this goes deeper than we know further than he shows there's no means to find the minds construction in the face
to die to sleep no more perchance to dream aye theres the rub the seven year itch the royal bitch that drags it down forget yourself as you do now you always have been a have-not unrealized of what you've got so hate this love so hate yourself forget the difference damned king richard
lost once again but just for a moment you're just like the rest of them you're all of them that faceless siren the whore of my dreams
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